time to moan at her. And even when he sent her to the canteen to fetch him a ham sandwich and she brought him back pork, because ‘they all look the same’ he only tutted. Charlie wished he could be preoccupied more often.
There were several new faces in the building and lots of coming and goings by different people.
The top floor, previously rented out to a financial company called Askew & Daughter, was receiving a lot of attention. Apparently, Sir Donald was going to make the entire top floor into his office.
‘ Oh, I can lend you platforms for Saturday,’ said Faye, spinning around on her chair.
‘ Really?’ When Charlie had asked before, Faye said she didn’t have any spare.
‘ Sure,’ Faye said, nodding happily. ‘I’ve several pairs.’
‘ Thanks, I’ll treat them like they are my own.’
Faye smiled at her and Charlie was so shocked she almost fell off her chair.
‘ I’m so looking forward to this party now, aren’t you?’ Faye trilled. ‘Although I don’t know how we were collared into being the Spice Girls. But I’m glad Andy isn’t coming. How can we be the Spice Girls with him tagging along?’
‘ He was going as David Beckham.’
Faye rolled her eyes. She rose and sauntered over towards Charlie’s desk. She pointed to the ceiling. ‘As we speak, there are men up there working on Sir Don’s new office. Builders ,’ she added with a wink and nodding her head as if she and Charlie were accomplice to the same secret.
‘ No.’ Charlie waved her hands at her in denial. ‘I’m off men forever now. I’m a singleton and I’m staying that way.’
‘ Once you fall off the horse, you need to jump right back on,’ Faye said.
‘ Bollocks.’ Sarah stood beside Charlie’s desk with a cup of coffee in her hands. She saluted Charlie with her cup. ‘Here’s to singleton and never having to shave again!’
Charlie giggled, as Faye looked at her in disgust before hissing, ‘Don’t you have standards ?’
Sarah ignored her. ‘You can now leave Tampax wrappers lying about and not worry that he’s going to get all disgusted.’
‘ You can lie on both sides of the bed and get the covers all to yourself.’ Melvin spun round in his chair to join in.
‘ You don’t qualify in this conversation,’ said Faye. ‘ You’re conjoined.’
‘ You get to sexually stimulate yourself when you want it, and not just when the footie is over. Or at stupid o’clock in the morning,’ said Sarah, warming to her topic.
‘ Why’d men like it in the morning?’ asked Faye. ‘I hate it. I feel all grubby and want nothing more than a shower when I wake up.’
‘ Men are strange creatures,’ said Charlie, and Sarah and Faye nodded in agreement.
‘ Straight men are strange creatures,’ amended Melvin flicking fluff off his Don’t Discriminate, Hate Everyone T-shirt.
*
Ben sat in his nearly empty office in The Globe . It was almost cleared in preparation for his new one at London Core next week, but as he looked around at he realised this office was as empty as his life.
Camilla still hadn’t made contact. Her number for her mobile phone was no longer registering. It was as if she had cut herself out from her family. It hurt Ben. He’d lost a mother and felt like he’d lost a sister too.
She had been missing for three days now. It wasn’t long, but it wasn’t like her not to keep in contact.
A knock on his office door caused him to minimise a page he was on on the computer. His PA looked in on him.
‘ I’m off to oversee your things being moved to Core ,’ she said.
‘ Thanks Clair,’ he said. ‘It’s close to your home, isn’t it, so take yourself off after. I’m all finished here, anyway.’
‘ If you’re sure.’
‘ I am.’ He smiled at her, and waited until the door was closed then he brought the page back up on the monitor. He was searching for a Private Investigator. He needed one that specialised in missing persons and who was highly discreet.
He
There were several new faces in the building and lots of coming and goings by different people.
The top floor, previously rented out to a financial company called Askew & Daughter, was receiving a lot of attention. Apparently, Sir Donald was going to make the entire top floor into his office.
‘ Oh, I can lend you platforms for Saturday,’ said Faye, spinning around on her chair.
‘ Really?’ When Charlie had asked before, Faye said she didn’t have any spare.
‘ Sure,’ Faye said, nodding happily. ‘I’ve several pairs.’
‘ Thanks, I’ll treat them like they are my own.’
Faye smiled at her and Charlie was so shocked she almost fell off her chair.
‘ I’m so looking forward to this party now, aren’t you?’ Faye trilled. ‘Although I don’t know how we were collared into being the Spice Girls. But I’m glad Andy isn’t coming. How can we be the Spice Girls with him tagging along?’
‘ He was going as David Beckham.’
Faye rolled her eyes. She rose and sauntered over towards Charlie’s desk. She pointed to the ceiling. ‘As we speak, there are men up there working on Sir Don’s new office. Builders ,’ she added with a wink and nodding her head as if she and Charlie were accomplice to the same secret.
‘ No.’ Charlie waved her hands at her in denial. ‘I’m off men forever now. I’m a singleton and I’m staying that way.’
‘ Once you fall off the horse, you need to jump right back on,’ Faye said.
‘ Bollocks.’ Sarah stood beside Charlie’s desk with a cup of coffee in her hands. She saluted Charlie with her cup. ‘Here’s to singleton and never having to shave again!’
Charlie giggled, as Faye looked at her in disgust before hissing, ‘Don’t you have standards ?’
Sarah ignored her. ‘You can now leave Tampax wrappers lying about and not worry that he’s going to get all disgusted.’
‘ You can lie on both sides of the bed and get the covers all to yourself.’ Melvin spun round in his chair to join in.
‘ You don’t qualify in this conversation,’ said Faye. ‘ You’re conjoined.’
‘ You get to sexually stimulate yourself when you want it, and not just when the footie is over. Or at stupid o’clock in the morning,’ said Sarah, warming to her topic.
‘ Why’d men like it in the morning?’ asked Faye. ‘I hate it. I feel all grubby and want nothing more than a shower when I wake up.’
‘ Men are strange creatures,’ said Charlie, and Sarah and Faye nodded in agreement.
‘ Straight men are strange creatures,’ amended Melvin flicking fluff off his Don’t Discriminate, Hate Everyone T-shirt.
*
Ben sat in his nearly empty office in The Globe . It was almost cleared in preparation for his new one at London Core next week, but as he looked around at he realised this office was as empty as his life.
Camilla still hadn’t made contact. Her number for her mobile phone was no longer registering. It was as if she had cut herself out from her family. It hurt Ben. He’d lost a mother and felt like he’d lost a sister too.
She had been missing for three days now. It wasn’t long, but it wasn’t like her not to keep in contact.
A knock on his office door caused him to minimise a page he was on on the computer. His PA looked in on him.
‘ I’m off to oversee your things being moved to Core ,’ she said.
‘ Thanks Clair,’ he said. ‘It’s close to your home, isn’t it, so take yourself off after. I’m all finished here, anyway.’
‘ If you’re sure.’
‘ I am.’ He smiled at her, and waited until the door was closed then he brought the page back up on the monitor. He was searching for a Private Investigator. He needed one that specialised in missing persons and who was highly discreet.
He
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